Eleanor Randolph Wilson McAdoo to Jessie Woodrow Wilson Sayre
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I hope that you weren't very much disappointed that I didnt write last Sunday but I really didn't feel equal to it and even now you musn't expect a very long letter and must also excuse queer writing, because I haven't written for such a long time that my hand wiggles in the most weird way.
We, that is Mamma and I, have been down here since Wednesday and we are having a lovely time. I have been riding on Merry-go-rounds, looking at into the most exciting little peep shows, and yesterday we went to a moving picture show. To morrow I am going to try riding the ponies which, I expect will be lots of fun, if I don't fall off.
The shops along the boardwalk are the most fascinating things. Mamma and I spend nearly every morning just wandering up and down looking in at the windows. The ocean doesn't seem to count for any thing at all here. Hardly anyone even looks at a it, except the little children who are more interested in the sand than in jewelry and oriental shopsThe funniest thing happened on Friday night while we were at dinner. The head waiter showed a gentleman and a lady to the two empty seats at our table and after they had sat down and begun a conversation with us Mamma happened to mention that she came from Princeton and then they suddenly discovered that they had known each other at the Tedcastles. Wasn't that queer that in a large dining room with lots of empty seats they should happen to come right to our table?I am getting along finely and feel perfectly well. We went to see doctor Freeman on our way here and he says I will probably have to have my tonsils removed. We are going back in about two weeks and make sure, but he doesn't want to do anything until I am a good deal stronger. I weighed myself the other day and found that I had lost ten pounds since I last did it. I only weigh 122 now. I am sure I must look like a skeleton.
Well, good bye, little darlings. I am so happy that dear little Margie is coming home so soon; I only wish that Jetty was coming too.Please excuse this sloppy writing. With an a enormous trainful of love for both of you little dears from
Nell